"I am suddenly comsumed by nostalgia for the little girl who was me, who loved the fields and believed in God, who spent winter days home sick from school reading Nancy Drew and sucking menthol cough drops, who could keep a secret."
"We are often insane with happiness. We are also very unhappy for reasons neither of us can do anything about. Like being separated."
"Why is love intensified by absence?"
"You can still be cool when you’re dead. In fact, it’s much easier, because you aren’t getting old and fat and losing your hair."
"Right now we are here, and nothing can mar our perfection, or steal the joy of this perfect moment."
"There is only one page left to write on. I will fill it with words of only one syllable. I love. I have loved. I will love."